Vanessa spun around to Maurice, who after removing his gloves, wrapped his hands around her face and pulled her close to his mouth. She jumped back. "Your hands are ice cold, Mo!" she squealed.
He dropped his hands down to her waist and jerked her to him. "I know," he told her, his voice low, seductive. She melted into him like a piece of chocolate beneath the heat of the sun and slinked her arms around his neck. "I was looking for you to warm me up."
She laughed and dipped her head back, but Maurice wrapped two ice cold fingers around her jaw to pull her forward. He slipped his tongue between her lips, licking from side to side and swirling it around inside her mouth until it met hers, and kissed her deeply. She moaned so loudly that the noise could be heard throughout the entire house. He attempted to muffle it with an even deeper kiss and as her entire body collapsed against his in what felt like a faint, thus feeding into his ever growing erection, his hands moved down her back, cupping and squeezing her behind so hard that not even the length and strength of his tongue could contain the sound of her yelp.
She slipped her hands down inside his coat and beneath his shirt and clawed her fingers into his beautiful olive skin, bringing him closer to further embrace the delicious taste of his breath as it mingled with hers. He walked her back into the wall near the fireplace and held her in place while sliding his hands down the front of her body and untying her robe. She dropped her hand to the front of his pants and slid her fingers up and down the length of his now full blown erection.
"Baby," Maurice growled between her lips. Their breathing heightened as her robe dropped to the floor; their mouths melded together as the intensity of their kiss reached new levels of exhilaration.
"Yes?"
She slid her tongue against his and continued to reach for him until he pulled back to catch his breath. His heart was beating so fast that he could actually feel it thumping against his chest and through his shirt.
Vanessa felt the same, but she didn't care. All that mattered was that he was home, and hers, and she needed more of him, she would always need more no matter how much he had always been so willing to give.

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